Girlfriends

Tina pinched my cheeks red, Jody called me stupid, and Carol threw my headband up onto the porch. All I had to do once they left was climb up and reach for it between the wooden posts. That was the easy part.

101 Fiction: Redundancy

Thrilled to be part of 101Fiction's December issue.

All about black and white

101 Fiction: Redundancy

I know I always say this: translation soon...

River Rules

At the end of it all, James and I position ourselves on the bridge. We gauge the rapids. Cabal is barking from his perch on Devil’s Rock. Whoever reaches it first has claim to him. On the count of three, we jump.

The Up Side of Lonely

This poem of mine is set in the middle of a beautiful issue of Synaesthesia Magazine.

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THUNDER,LIGHTNING: The Up Side of Lonely

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Motherhood, Part III

Of course it’s clear now. Bull-headed, know-it-all me never wavered. Still. Couldn’t they put out a manual, or some sort of notice? I was ready for backtalk, missed curfews, but bellybutton piercing? A tramp stamp? I might’ve thought twice about that cesarean.